"I've bred it myself! I'm very much into botany these days, you see."

After dumping the kettle on the stove, 'Victor' quickly strode over to the plant. It was a good way for him to keep it in check, too. One of the moving vines was grasped in his hand and held up, though it continued to squirm regardless.

"I call it an Audrey Two!" he explained. The name just came to him and it felt fitting, somehow. He could only assume Audrey the first had been a massive failure. "It's a cross of a venus flytrap and a butterworth. There might also be some poison ivy in there, come to think of it. But isn't it beautiful? I'm like a proud father."